This week Kris Kuksi opened his fourth outstanding solo show Revival at Joshua Liner Gallery. From all of the pieces I have seen, Kris once again has created sculptures that are unbelievably ornate and captivating! Check out what the director Guillermo del Torro has to say about Kris Kuksi’s artistic expression:
“A postindustrial Rococo master, Kris Kuksi obsessively arranges characters and architecture with an exquisite sense of drama. Instead of stones and shells he uses screaming plastic soldiers, miniature engine blocks, towering spires and assorted debris to form his landscapes. The political, spiritual, and material conflict within these shrines is enacted under the calm gaze of remote deities and august statuary. Kuksi manages to evoke, at once, a sanctum and a mausoleum for our suffocated spirit.
What decade changed my life the most? The 80′s, hands down. Growing up back then was a trip…it was a job to find new music, but that’s what made it fun. Today I saw something that took my mind to my teenage years: cassette spine art. I know that I was a person that would totally trick out my tapes, and I took pride in writing the bands’ logos on their spines. Check these cool pictures from before music went digital and cassettes were Number #1…do you remember the time?
By Marina Galperina
Last week, artist Petr Pavlensky nailed himself to the ground near Kremlin in the Red Square, “by the balls” — technically, the scrotum — and it echoed dramatically in the press.
Though he was initially detained and released without charges, he is now facing a vague “hooliganism” charge and up to five years in jail. I spoke to the artist at length this weekend, over the phone in Russian — about the recent developments in case, about Pussy Riot, about art, forms of resistance and the Russian society’s passive fixations, about physical pain, jail and other phobias.
He says he’s not a performance artist, but an actionist — if you must classify him. He has no political alliances. Ideologically, he’s an Anarchist. This is our interview. Stay tuned.
Has international press attention directly impacted the investigation and resulted in charges now suddenly being filed against you?
To charge me with anything, plaintiffs had to be located. I learned through a link to a forum that a group called “The Society of Resistance Against Russophobia” (or something like that) filed a complaint. How will this unravel? I understand what context I am in, politically; I account for my actions. To me, the consequences – the authority’s reaction, its displeasure – may express itself in several forms. I’m in a dialogue with the authority.
GILA MONSTER JAMBOREE: This gig, January 5, 1985, 100 miles out into the Mojave Desert, was our first “L.A.” gig, first time we’d played on the west coast, part of an airplane tour from Seattle on south. That picture of us “in the back of a Chevy” on the Death Valley ’69 12-inch is also from this trip. The gig was organized by one Stuart Sweezy, now of Amok Press (check it out!), who had this penchant for strange locations — Minutemen and Meat Puppets on a barge on the S.F. Harbor, another desert gig with Einsterzende Neubauten… your ticket entitled you to a map to the gig site which was not handed out until the morning of the show (to prevent scans). Else you could buy a place on one of the buses hired to transport those transported souls with better things to do than cope with the road. The gig started early in the day with Psi-Com, which featured a barefoot Perry Farrell skanking in the sand and waxing poetic. Redd Kross followed, and by the time we went on it was about twilight. These songs were mostly brand new at the time, from the as-yet unreleased Bad Moon Rising LP. We’d waited a long time to make it west, and this was a pretty perfect introduction. Bob Bert was on the drums with us at the time. The cover photo, by someone named Alan Peak, all trails and blurr, sums up the occasion quite well. Band portrait by Naomi Petersen. This video was shot by the folks at Flipside Magazine. After us came the Meat Puppets, who played on into the night as the desert cold set in, under a big ring around the moon.
This totally speaks to the nerd living inside of me – Sholim’s Animated Gif & Surreal Mechanical Heads. In the age we are living in, GIFs have become a part of our culture and on certain levels have become art! When you look at Sholim’s work long enough, you can see the deeper meanings he is trying to communicate about our society. Besides all of that, they are fun to look at, so check them out NOW!
1.Russian artist Pyotr Pavlensky
Artist Pyotr Pavlensky has made eyes water all over the world with his protest against Russia’s descent into authoritarianism – nailing his testicles to the ground in Red Square on Sunday to denounce Vladimir Putin’s “police state”. Yet connoisseurs of performance art are probably already saying: “Meh, seen it all before.” For Pavlensky’s protest is the latest in a long line of performance art pieces that have endangered life and limb. Here are our top 10 …
If someone asked what state produced the weirdest bands of the 80′s, I would have to say Texas. Like I have said before, groups from this part of America flipped Punk Rock on it’s head and created an alternative universe where there were no rules! The first time I heard Scratch Acid, I felt like I was listening to the Lone Star State’s version of the The Birthday Party high on LSD. Then there was the Butthole Surfers, who just made my fucking jaw drop when I walked into their show by accident in 1984. Both of these bands went on to transform unground music into something all their own and I totally respect that. Today CVLT Nation celebrates Scratch Acid & Butthole Surfers with full sets from the mid 80′s.
A lot of people are happy with their white bars of Ivory Soap, but some of us prefer something a little more kvltvred when it comes to our bath products. Not to mention, many of us like to support smaller companies and craftspeople in general rather than buy our sundries from the parents of these guys. So when I got an email from Nouveau Riche Soaps introducing me to their Bathory Blood Line of soaps – who will be at the upcoming Heavy Metal Flea Market at Strange Matter in Richmond, VA – it inspired me to look for other crafters of products that could wash my innocence away. Have you ever had a weird dream about Anton LaVey’s face intimately exploring every nook and cranny of your body? Then check out Bizarro Au Gogo‘s line of satanic soaps. And for the metal man who takes great pride in the lush beard the gods have bestowed on him, Bath Sabbath has the perfect combination of musky beard oils and waxes to maintain it in all its manly glory. How pleased will your houseguests be with a beautiful bar of crushed beer can soap to lather up with, or a bar made from the ashes of hell? Fuck that, if people came over I would hide these babies, they are all mine! Check out some of their beautiful wares below!
During the golden era of hip hop, mad trends would come and go! One of them was “horror core” rap, and more than any other group, NYC’s Flatlinerz dug deep to create some dark shit. There was also GraveDiggaz, Esham, 3 Six Mafia, and in their own way, the Geto Boys. This trend never really caught on because the African American community felt it went against their Christian morals. In my book, some of these albums were classic mainly because they explored subjects that most groups of the era would never touch. Take a step back in time with CVLT Nation to when hip hop was creating on the dark side!